paeing! spaeing! why, I should be ashamed to make use of the
word, it sounds so much like a certain other word," and then I made a
face as if I were unwell. "Perhaps it's Scotch also for that?" "What do
ye mean by speaking in that guise to a gentleman?" said he, "you insolent
vagabond, without a name or a country." "There you are mistaken," said
I, "my country is Egypt, but we 'Gyptians, like you Scotch, are rather
fond of travelling, and as for name--my name is Jasper Petulengro,
perhaps you have a better; what is it?" "Sandy Macraw." At that,
brother, the gentlemen burst into a roar of laughter, and all the ladies
tittered.'

'You were rather severe on the Scotchman, Jasper.'

'Not at all, brother, and suppose I were, he began first; I am the
civilest man in the world, and never interfere with anybody who lets me
and mine alone. He finds fault with Romany, forsooth! why L---d
A'mighty, what's Scotch? He doesn't like our songs; what are his own? I
understand them as little as he mine; I have heard one or two of them,
and pretty rubbish they seemed. But the best of the joke is, the
fellow's finding fault with Piramus's fiddle--a chap from the land of
bagpipes finding fault with Piramus's fiddle! Why, I'll back that fiddle
against all the bagpipes in Scotland, and Piramus against all the
bagpipers; for though Piramus weighs but ten stone, he shall flog a
Scotchman of twenty.'

'Scotchmen are never so fat as that,' said I, 'unless indeed, they have
been a long time pensioners of England. I say, Jasper, what remarkable
names your people have!'

'And what pretty names, brother; there's my own, for example, Jasper;
then there's Ambrose {50} and Sylvester; then there's Culvato, which
signifies Claude; then there's Piramus, that's a nice name brother.'

'Then there's your wife's name, Pakomovna, then there's Ursula and
Morella.'

'Then, brother, there's Ercilla.'

'Ercilla! the name of the great poet of Spain, how wonderful; then
Leviathan.'

'The name of a ship, brother; Leviathan was named after a ship, so don't
make a wonder out of her. But there's Sanpriel and Synfye.'

'Ay, and Clementina and Lavinia, Camillia and Lydia, Curlanda, and
Orlanda; wherever did they get those names?'

'Where did my wife get her necklace, brother?'

'She knows best, Jasper. I hope--'

'Come, no hoping! She got it from her grandmother, who died at the age
of a hundred and three, and sleeps in Coggeshall churchyard.